Driving home from a friends house, you sit at a red light when you hear a familiar tone from your phone, sitting in the passenger seat. A text message. Probably from your friend; you always leave things at their homes. Being a responsible driver, and the light still red, you open the message and wait for a moment for the image to load. Suddenly, a photo pops into view. Red, obscured, strange contrast. And no text accompanying it.

But the light is green, so you close your phone and go back to driving, wondering vaguely what that was, and who would have sent you it. Perhaps someone accidentally took a picture of the inside of their bag or pocket and sent it to you. You’re still caught wondering as you pull up to the next light, also red, and another little tone from your phone. You flip it open, hoping for an apology from a friend, but find yourself waiting as another photo loads on the screen. This one, still mostly red, but textured now with scraps of blue, yet still indiscernible. This time, it takes an impatient honk from behind you before you realize you can pass through the light and be on your way home. Closing the phone, and continue on your way.

You sit uncomfortable now as the tone rings again, at yet another stop signal. You pause, hesitate, and then open the phone. The picture now is suddenly much more clear. That scrap of blue seems to be the ragged edge of a bit of denim, half blood soaked and laying across a pile of entrails, torn straight through the back of a human torso. You can only see from the bottom of the shoulder blade to the tops of the thighs, but its unmistakably human. Blue-white spinal bone smeared in blood, tubes of intestine trailing out between ragged looking spinal tissue and going out of the frame of the picture. You choke back a throat full of bile and throw the phone back into the passenger seat, happy to be on your way again, and dreading the knowledge that you won’t be able to not look as you hear that tone again.

There is some relief as you realize there are no more stoplights before you reach your home. But as you pull up to that red stop sign, the bottom of your stomach drops out and you feel a cold sweat build on the back of your neck. You have already picked up the phone, even before that tell-tale little tone has told you there is a message. The cell vibrates in your hand as you flip it open, your mind gone on auto-pilot, driving home with your eyes on the screen as the newest photo loads. Intestines piled almost artistically to the side of the body, scalp ripped free and no hair discernable, and that sickening contrast of darkening red on blue. For some reason, you expected that, even as you taste bile on the back of your tongue.

Its not as close or obscured. Flesh torn apart by God knows what means, torn denim, and blood soaked so far into the threadbare fabric of a hand-me-down couch. The one you have in your living room. You pull your car into park, hands shaking as you make your way up to your front door. You can’t stop yourself now, your body’s just doing as it normally would, but your finger frantically scrolls down the screen, finding no name, no phone number, and a time dated on the message three minutes from now.

– 9/10 from me. Good story, but as a lot of commenters pointed out, the end kinda killed the buzz for me. Took it in an unforseen direction mind you, because I did think someone else was going to be dead on his couch… but the twist it took kinda let it down.

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Glittergirl

Skeleton?

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anon

Wtf, why would they go inside the house if they saw what’s going to happen to them?

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Mr Poobles

He didn’t know it was himself that was going to die.

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Dantaine

or if you actually read, it says he can’t control himself. just going through his normal routine while at the same time knowing that he is about to die but can’t stop moving.

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youwannaknowmyname

yes but umm he could purposly drop his keys or somat so he does not go inside

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Kira

Note to self: Specify for victims to not post their stories to the internet pre-death.

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http://deleted Maran Doll

Why the hell would you go into the house?

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Anonymous

They don’t know it’s them

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http://creepypasta.com RozzyShad

Yeah, they do. It said that they couldn’t control themselve. Need proof? Just read second-to-last paragraph, fifth (Or maybe fourth.) sentence.

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http://creepypasta.com RozzyShad

Yeah, they do. It said that they couldn’t control themselve. Need proof? Just read second to last paragraph, fifth (Or maybe fourth.) sentence.

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WIMSBYJ

Not to piss anyone off, but many people just don’t know how to react when they are faced with a fear they can comprehend completely.

Heck, if you think about it… ever noticed how in most horror movies that there is at least 1 person who dies because they go back to where the problems were?

Humans are predictable, our curiosity gets the best of us… sometimes to the point that we ignore our common sense and well… we die.

-8/10 overall

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Bruce Lee

Fortune cookie says DON’T FUCKING GO IN THE HOUSE YOU DUMB SHIT

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Mrs. Tomlinson

I meant to vote this up, stupid touch screen.

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BurntAshes

XD Straight up

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Ironbuddah

It had potential, but the ending just ruined it for me.

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Sarah

That was pretty good, but the typo at the end bothers me. “As you try shrug off your denim jacket.”

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Xantherian

Heh, nice. Is it weird that I find this funny?

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ye olde cock

Yeah wtf is the matter with this bozo? why go into your house knowing your scalp is going to be cut off and intestines piled next to you?

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Comment Leaver

He’s acting on instincit. Would you go into your house? Probably. You wouldn’t be able to think let alone make a wise and rational decision about something so irrational.

Awesome pasta.

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Big Wally

I might be able to, but I don’t want to find out.

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Ma Cherie

I love this one.

Great job, Miss Flea.

“Why would he/she go into the house?” I suppose it’s because curiosity and fear can overrule better judgement and can make some people do really stupid things. Like in horror movies, some idiot just HAS to see what’s making those strange noises in that abandoned warehouse.

I’d say more, but as you can see, I am the princess of lame explanations. I’m sorry .__.

Hopefully, someone will come along with a better one when all of the comments are approved.

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http://www.youtube.com/user/P4INKiller P4INKiller

BUT WHO WAS PHONE?

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anonymoose

BUT WHO WAS PHONE?

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MooMoon

i dont have a cell phone :3

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Z

Very, very well-written with an interesting story behind it. I just don’t appreciate the ending. :/

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A

THEN WHO WAS TEXT?

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Billy Graham

Could have ended with your distraction by the messages resulting in a fatal car crash, the police finding the final image on your phone.

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Shane

That’s exactly how I thought it would have ended.

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Anonymous

That’s what I was waiting for.

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Anonymous

I expected it would happen after the stop sign

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michael jackson

r.i.p =[

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Elpheba

Ok I’ll take this one-

BUT WHO WAS TEXT?

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Anonymous

Why is it called Text Message when there’s no text sent? Shouldn’t it be Picture Message? Anyway, just nitpicking, it was good but the ending seemed like a horrible cliche, probably to the fact that it expected from the beginning.

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Random person

I think it was good. If I was in that situation, would I go in my house? Maybe. I would probably be in shock, and not thinking straight, so who knows?

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pringles

he should have just run those redlights.

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DJLoONa

i totally agree with comment 16
that’s where i thought it was headed actually…it was actually pretty well written [except for a tiny error in the last sentence]

i didn’t like the end too much…there’s a fine line between curiosity and idiocy…=\

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Anna

I thought the end made sense. In the photo, he’s wearing a denim jacket, so he takes off his jacket and hopefully changes his future.

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Anonymous

Wow! Some back of my mind tells me I already knew that the first, second, third and forth time I listened to it on YouTube, but thanks for reminding me! I love how “The Flea” did it like that. If you are wearing a denim jacket in the picture, try taking it off, so it happens to someone else with an article of clothing that’s denim or a crappy couch! :D

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Uncle Anon

PIME TARADOX

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BonerFruit

I don’t think I would go to my house. I’d throw the jacket out the window and go to a hotel or something. Or just drive all night.
I didn’t like the ending too much, but Flea, you did a good job with the description.

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